A/N: Thank you so much for the amazing reviews. I really do apologies so much for not updating this story. It has so many followers. I am currently working on the next chapter and now know where the story is going. School is out for me in two weeks so I hope to have even more chapters ready and out.
Also once again my grammar is not the best so bare with me.
I've got this feeling that there's something that I missed
(I could do most anything to you...)
Don't you breathe
Something happened, that I never understood
You can't leave
Every second, dripping off my fingertips
Wage your war
Another soldier, says he's not afraid to die
Well I am scared
In slow motion, the blast is beautiful
Doors slam shut
A clock is ticking, but it's hidden far away
Safe and sound
~Snow Patrol- "Somewhere A Clock Is Ticking"
Chapter 8: Nightmares
She was running through the forest. Something was chasing her; something that she feared. Too afraid to see what it was, she continued to run. As she ran she heard screams of people in pain behind her. As she turned around to see the victims she came face to face with her chaser.
Hermione woke up with a jolt, as she was about to see the face of the person that was haunting her dreams. Closing her eyes and taking deep breaths, she tried to calm herself from the nightmare. She was scared at the return of her nightmares. She continue to take deep breaths as she was sweat.
"Are you okay?" the sweet voice of Edward spoke. She felt him standing over her.
Taking a few more breaths she spoke, "yes". Was all she responded to him. She took a glimpse at the clock to see it read 3: 17 AM. It was not going to be a happy day for her today.
Edward was now kneeling by her bed.
"What are you doing here?" she asked him.
"I did ask if I could come later." Making her smile.
"Didn't see you as a creepy vampire looking over sleeping girls." She said in a sarcastic matter.
"What where you dreaming about?" He quickly changed the subject. She sat in her bed and stared at her hands.
"What was it?" He was concern.
"It was just a nightmare. You don't have to worry." She looked at him with a smile in her face.
He slowly placed his hand in her cheeks. She took a deep breath as she felt his touch.
"We shouldn't be doing this, we are just starting to know each other." She said in almost a whisper.
"And what is this that we are doing?" He spoke to her with a smirk on his face. But he knew to well what she meant. Leaning his head towards her forehead he stopped. He knew that she was right. This was moving to fast. She didn't really know him and he didn't really know her. He may know what she had been involved in the war, but that was about it. He didn't know what she had gone through before that and after it.
He slowly pulled away from her. "Are you going to tell me about your dream?" he asked trying to change the subject once again and trying to contain himself from kissing her or worst drinking from her.
"It was a just a nightmare, I just been having them recently I thought it had stop when I moved here, but I was wrong I guess." She said this while looking at her hands not looking at him. He waited for her to continue.
"It's the same dream. I am always running from something and I always hear screaming of pure pain behind me. There is a point where I can't take the screaming anymore; I turn around to face what is chasing me. But I can't never see its face." She said taking deep breaths through it all.
It was difficult for her to talk about this. She really had never tried to talk about it to anyone.
"How long have you had these dreams?" he place one of his hands on hers making her look at his eyes.
"Since I was a little girl." She never told anyone about these dreams. Neither Harry nor Ron. Not anyone except her parents. However, she stop telling her parents about these dreams once she realize how worry it made them. No one ever knew the cause of why she was having these dreams. She thought it would be better if she just stop telling them about them. They thought that she was just going through a face in her life. Eventually they had stopped for a while. But they had started up again when Lord Voltermort returned and now once again. This worried Edward.
"You will get through this." He told her once again placing his hands in her cheeks.
"I just don't know what to do anymore. I though moving away from it all would stop them." She told him and at those worlds he quickly stood up and walked towards her window making her stare at his back.
"Maybe it's because of us, maybe it's me." He told her. She heard pain in his voice.
"Edward don't be ridiculous, I have been having them since I was a child."
"But maybe that is why. Because you have been around danger and not normal things"
"Please don't start going moral on me. I am not normal remember I am a witch. Even if it is what you say. It will never stop. I am naturally attracted to these things because of what I am." She was getting a little angry with him. She dislike when people thought they knew what was better for her.
She was now standing by her bed staring at him once he turned around. "I am sorry. Just the thought of ME, being the one causing any of your pain made me hate myself." He once again started walking towards her.
"Then don't think that." She told him. Now they where standing so close to each other he could almost taste her lips.
"I think I should try to go to sleep." She whispers to him. "I think that is a good idea." He responded, but neither of them moved.
She heard someone open her door. Turning around she saw Charlie at the door.
"Is everything okay Hermione?" He looked at her with a weird expression.
Hermione turned around to see no one standing in front of her.
"Umm, yeah I am fine uncle Charlie. Just closing the window it was getting a little cold in here." She told him with a smile in her face.
"Sorry I came in here I just heard a noise. I am not use to having people in the house."
"It's okay," with that said he said his goodnights and close the door. Hermione let out a breath she didn't know she was holding.
"Sorry for not warning you about that." Edward appeared again.
"It's okay. I think I am going to head to bed now."
"Is it okay if I can see you tomorrow."
She nodded and headed towards the bed.
"If you want you can stay." She told him as he was heading towards the window.
He smiled and walked to the bed to lie next to her. Hermione didn't have the nightmare again that night making Edward relax and happy.
